Well, this is it. It's the last chapter for this story… It'll be the last post you'll see from me in a long time. Think of it as a sort of parting gift for now. I don't know if I'll make a sequel, but I am working on a FlashLight fic.

Alesia: It's here.

Bearvalley3365: Take another look at the chapter and look at the descriptions of the suspects. I have no clue on the SOAP thing.

Raphaelplusmikey: A bit of an exaggeration… okay well this took a year and a half or so, but um… thanks for the compliment and for reading.

SnowyDawn17: It's been a fun and sometimes emotional ride. Sonic deserves his happy ending and I think I may have exhausted this one long enough.

Guest1: What, I wasn't going to tell you were right and ruin it. Then again… I think everyone may have guessed the same thing… Oh well.

Xcite: I did two chapters with Amy's POV but yeah I guess I could've just made it into one really long one. I just wanted mix things up a bit, but why only those two chapters… I suppose well, it's a SonAmy story, yes, but it was mostly about Sonic, he goes through finding love, making friends, helping people, deals with a murder and bad people. I think that's why, I'm not exactly sure.

IntoTheInferno: It was time.

Velmet: We'll see, but I can't promise anything.

Everyone: I thank you for reading and sticking with the story. It has been my pleasure to have written something that a lot of people can enjoy. I appreciate all the feedback and suggestions/requests… makes it just a bit easier to give you what you want to read, move the story in to a new direction that could make it better and some have even brought me out of writer's block.

I am open to any story requests if you have the idea but just not the words I can probably work with it, or I can be of some assistance if you're up and coming.

It's been a blast and I thank you for joining me on this journey with Sonic.

Annie

Sonic's POV

"I'm really sorry." I took a box of tissue from the inside of my trench coat and handed it to the cheerleader.

She was crying. "No, no. It's not your fault. He's just an asshole."

I nodded showing a bit of sympathy. See, it was another case of the suspected boyfriend cheating. I was just glad it wasn't the best friend this time. Those never end pretty.

"At least you know the truth and… you can get on with your life," I told her. You can't get close to clients, makes the case personal and that's not something that ends well all the time.

She nodded before blowing her nose. I did hate this part of the job, breaking bad news to my client. Some timing too. It's Valentine's Day and I just told a girl her boyfriend is a cheater. But I think she cares more about giving that guy a piece of her mind.

"Thanks. I'm glad you helped me out."

I shrugged. "All in a day's work." Actually, me and the gang did a stake out for two weeks; caught them seven times, but that's beside the point.

She sadly smiled.

I smiled back under the fedora. I've taken to the whole get up and you know, I kind of like the look. I have a mind to slip Will and Rocky a thank you note for daring me to wear this stuff while on cases and meeting with clients.

"You're going to be okay. You'll find that special someone who won't wander around."

She giggled sadly. "Bet you'd never stray."

I smiled. "Nope, haven't yet and I don't plan to."

"So you do have a girlfriend then?"

I nodded. "Yeah."

"She's very lucky then." Her phone rang. I heard her talk to someone who I had to guess was a parent of hers, before she turned to me with a look. "I've got to go but um, here." She handed me some money and then ran off.

They never get it. I don't have a fee for what I do, I just do it. I help people. The gang uses it as just something else we do together. However, people just insist on it and just hand it over to me. I could run, stop them and give it back, but they'd just not take it back. Ma told me to just put whatever they gave me in a jar for safe keeping. She tells me it's money earned and the gang and I deserve it. I let them give me what they want and nothing more. The jar is in my room since I'm the so called boss. Nothing comes out… at least not until we graduate from high school. We plan on using it to travel and then Rouge can take care of the rest if need be.

I ran home to change out of the trench coat and fedora. I had a date with a certain pink hedgehog I had to keep. She started me on this journey and here I am; an amateur young sleuth with a good life ahead of him. I'll forever be in debt to her and all I can really do is be there for her and show her how I appreciate what she's done. Right now that consists of being a good boyfriend to her and I honestly wouldn't have it any other way. She's done what no one else has been able to do in such a long time; she got me to break out of my shell and see my potential.

On my way home I looked back on the past year or so. I crushed on a beautiful girl who liked me back. My brother went from being a player to being a big sweetheart to Maria. Ma met Ryan who I know for a fact is planning to propose. I met some pretty cool kids who became my friends when no one else would and stood by me. The thorn in my side known as Blake is gone thanks to some help from my friends. My classmates see me for who I am for the first time ever and I became a hero to the school. I'm doing what I was meant to do; helping people by being a detective… well in training I guess. Hey, I've still got a lot to learn. Lastly, I've dealt with the mental scars my father left me and found some closure.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to forget what he did. But I'm also not going to let it bug me anymore. I let it go. There's no point in being angry with someone who is dead. But he didn't need to be murdered for it. Jailed definitely, but torture and murder just when it seemed he was a changed guy… I don't think so. Many may disagree but I think to when he was broken and completely lost. Us leaving him was punishment enough. The torture and murder seems like overkill if you ask me. And for what, a dame. It's stupid. I'm not angry, but I'm not happy either. They killed someone and they deserve to be locked up. I remembered while the investigation was going on I really tried not to feel much of anything. It's a personal case and that can be pretty dangerous in this line of work… it clouds your judgment. I didn't want to see my dad as the victim, I just saw, for the most part, a man who was murdered plain and simple. As long as justice is served, I'll be fine.

I am fine. My taste was satisfied and I have no reason to dwell on my dad anymore. His murder is solved and I let what he did go.

I made it home and just when I was about to step inside, I heard, "Sonic!"

I smiled as I recognized that voice. I turned around to see Amy… in a little green dress. I don't know what was more shocking, the fact that she was wearing green or how um… how she looked in it. She stepped onto her porch with a sweet smile. I was there frozen looking like an idiot. She was on the other side of the street but I felt my heart beat fast and my cheeks turn red just from the sight of her.

"Are you coming over or what?"

I shook myself back into my head. I kind of hated it when she does this to me; making me turn to mush and stuff. But, I also kind of like it, this warm feeling.

"Come on Sonic." She came down onto the side walk.

"I've got to change Amy, I'll be over in a minute."

I saw her pout. I let out a breath and ran right over to her.

"You just can't wait can ya?" I smirked at her.

She giggled. "I don't know why you would want to change out of the trench coat and fedora."

Suddenly an idea popped into my head. "You like me in this stuff don't you?"

I saw her muzzle turn red. I smirked. "Can you blame me Sonic?"

My smirk turned into a normal smile. "I'll be real with you Amy, it's grown on me." I kissed her right then and there.

I looked into her eyes after a second and just looked back at our moments together. I realized something. I didn't like Amy. I love her. I love Amy Rose.

Funny how it actually took a young detective to figure that one out.

Edited by SkytheHigh (The Beast)